The Witch and the Wolf: Part Two Read Free

put money on the table. “ It’s only a matter of time, darlin’. You’re not going to be able to help yourself.”
    “I’m doing a pretty good job so far,” Rory said. “Well, I think we know where to go next.”
    “Yeah,” they went to his bike outside. “You don’t think it’s strange that the ghost hasn’t shown up yet? I mean we’re right in her town now.”
    Rory pulled her long blond hair into a low bun so it would fit better in her helmet. “Not really. Ghosts are tricky. Especially one that’s been around as long as she’s been.”
    “I think I can find the old mill pretty easily. I saw a sign when we were driving around aimlessly.” Cross said.
    He wasn’t lying. They drove around the area near the mill for almost a quarter of an hour before hitting pay dirt. Rory was so glad to find the house. She was going to suggest finding a car rental when they got back to the cabin. She didn’t think she could keep riding on Cross’ bike. It was really getting her too worked up. By the time they got to any destination, she was always sweaty and quivering with lust.
    The sight of the burned house helped kill her desire a little. There wasn’t anything left of the house but the earth where it had been was permanently charred. All that destruction over a man. What a waste.
    “Where is she?” Cross asked , looking around. “Hey, ghostie! We’re here. Don’t wanna come out and play now that we found you?”
    “You stupid mongrel.” Dirt flew up at Cross. “You shouldn’t be desecrating my resting place with your filthy presence.”
    “What are you talking about? You invited me here.”
    Beatrice finally materialized. “I invited my descendent. She’s the one that let her dog tag along for the trip.”
    Cross growled low in his chest. Rory put up her hand. “Enough!”
    The ghost pouted. “I really can’t believe that an ancestor of mine was cohabitating with a wolf. I mean, sister, do you know what his kind does?”
    “His name is Cross and I’m Aurora,” Rory said. “I don’t really care what you think about his kind. I want to know why you sought me out.”
    “No, you sought me out this time I believe,” Beatrice correct. “If you found this place than you’ve heard what a lowdown dirty piece of scum my Albert was.”
    “If this was how you acted all the time, I can see why he left you,” Cross said. More dirt hit him in the face.
    “Yes , we heard,” Rory said, ignoring Cross and Beatrice’s fighting. “It really is a shame what happened to you, but why did you have to come and see me?”
    “Men are all the same , you know,” Beatrice said, glaring at Cross. “You may think you’re getting more loyalty with a dog, but I am telling you, he’s just like the rest of them.”
    “We aren’t together,” Rory said quickly. “We’re hiding out here and he’s more of my protector. Nothing else.”
    Beatrice laughed. “I’m not human anymore, dear sister. I can see what’s going on between the two of you very clearly. I believe the wolves would say that you have claimed each other.”
    Rory gritted her teeth. “Fine. We’ve claimed each other. But why is the ghost world talking about me?”
    “Oh, that,” Beatrice said. “I can’t believe you haven’t heard already. Some dark fae are looking for you. THE dark fae actually.”
    “You mean the Lost Tribe,” Rory asked. Cross came to stand by her.
    “How did the ghosts hear that the Lost Tribe wants Rory?” Cross asked.
    “We aren’t pinned to this dimension like you fragile creatures,” she explained.
    “Really? Because I thought ghosts were chained to their places of rest,” Cross asked, playing innocent. He covered his face before the dirt hit him.
    “On this plane of existence , yes, but we can travel at will on other planes. Why do you think you don’t see much of us, stupid dog?” she turned to Rory. “I feel like there is someone I need to speak with about this whole dog thing. It is wholly